Like my alliteration? I just couldn't help myself.
So, it took me 29 years, but I had my first cavities filled today. While it wasn't exactly fun, it wasn't as bad as I had imagined it. And it was sort of funny to watch myself smile in the mirror while half my face was still numb . . . only the right side went up. The left just continued to hang out in its puffy state.
After last weekend and all those people telling us our house smelled like cat urine, we decided to get new carpet instead of just doing a carpet allowance. We had scheduled them to come Tuesday (tomorrow) and I had ripped out the old carpet in the hallway to go ahead and be treating the cat spots. Last night, however, our realtor called saying we had an offer. She three-wayed us in so we could all talk at once (since Jeremy is already in the new town and I'm still in the old) and told us an investor had offered a very low-ball offer. Like, $15,000 less than our asking price. We decided to see if they'd accept just $5,000 less since we're already asking less than market value. In the meantime, I had called the carpet people to postpone the installation in case this person really did decide to buy our house and put in new floors of their choice. She came by today and evidently decided it would cost too much to be able to flip it like she wants to and took back her offer. Sigh. Now, we're getting new carpet on Wednesday.
By the way, my birthday was yesterday. I turned 29. That means we've been wanting to have kids for four years now. Just in case you wanted to know. Everyone has been very sweet in offering my well-wishes, but my birthday wish most of all is that this house sells for our asking price and we can move out of this transitional period of our life.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Reminders
Let me go back a ways so you can really get the full impact of this post.
Since we started getting the house ready to sell and have been going through all of this, I've decided I never want to own a house ever again. So, maybe that's not true. But it sort of feels like it right now as we go through all of this. My Mom and Sister spent a whole week with me painting and peeling wallpaper and cleaning and packing. Since then, we've had four different times people have looked at the house. And every single one of them said it smelled like cat pee. So, now I'm getting to enjoy the adventure of putting in all new carpet and cleaning the slab while I wait for that to happen. If my cat ever does this again . . .
Jeremy is already in the new town and we're driving back and forth on the weekends to see each other. He's settling in to his new job, but still looking for a place for us to rent. He's teaching US History, World History, Econ/Gov, Sophomore Bible and 7th Grade Bible. That's a majorly full load and he's finally going to finish his master's paper, too. Whew! We may not see much of each other even when we're living in the same town again! But he sounds SO much happier than he did. I delight in talking to him every night because he sounds like the man I married instead of the one who's been living around here the last couple of years.
Monday, I found out I need three fillings. I guess that's what I get for not going to the dentist for over seven years, but it upset me because I had never had one before.
I had my annual appointment and was told I'm healthy. Was not told I was pregnant. Even though I didn't really expect to be told that, I had started letting myself hope for it again so it was hard to not hear what I wanted to. And even harder because Jeremy was four hours away.
I've been doing okay with that until this week and then this week has just seemed harder with the carpet mess and the dentist and doctor appointments.
Then, God sends me reminders that I am blessed.
I was doing my best pity party Wednesday night when the ladies' class surprised me with a party and cake and a money-tree.
My Mom sent me a check to help cover expenses.
A friend took me to dinner.
The teller at the bank said they were all loving the braid in my hair.
The family Jeremy is staying with has just gone above and beyond helping us, telling him he could stay as long as he needed to (and I'm welcome anytime, too), feeding him, helping him look for a place to live, passing my resume' on to jobs she knows about . . .
We are blessed.
This is hard, but God brought us to it and He will bring us through it.
Since we started getting the house ready to sell and have been going through all of this, I've decided I never want to own a house ever again. So, maybe that's not true. But it sort of feels like it right now as we go through all of this. My Mom and Sister spent a whole week with me painting and peeling wallpaper and cleaning and packing. Since then, we've had four different times people have looked at the house. And every single one of them said it smelled like cat pee. So, now I'm getting to enjoy the adventure of putting in all new carpet and cleaning the slab while I wait for that to happen. If my cat ever does this again . . .
Jeremy is already in the new town and we're driving back and forth on the weekends to see each other. He's settling in to his new job, but still looking for a place for us to rent. He's teaching US History, World History, Econ/Gov, Sophomore Bible and 7th Grade Bible. That's a majorly full load and he's finally going to finish his master's paper, too. Whew! We may not see much of each other even when we're living in the same town again! But he sounds SO much happier than he did. I delight in talking to him every night because he sounds like the man I married instead of the one who's been living around here the last couple of years.
Monday, I found out I need three fillings. I guess that's what I get for not going to the dentist for over seven years, but it upset me because I had never had one before.
I had my annual appointment and was told I'm healthy. Was not told I was pregnant. Even though I didn't really expect to be told that, I had started letting myself hope for it again so it was hard to not hear what I wanted to. And even harder because Jeremy was four hours away.
I've been doing okay with that until this week and then this week has just seemed harder with the carpet mess and the dentist and doctor appointments.
Then, God sends me reminders that I am blessed.
I was doing my best pity party Wednesday night when the ladies' class surprised me with a party and cake and a money-tree.
My Mom sent me a check to help cover expenses.
A friend took me to dinner.
The teller at the bank said they were all loving the braid in my hair.
The family Jeremy is staying with has just gone above and beyond helping us, telling him he could stay as long as he needed to (and I'm welcome anytime, too), feeding him, helping him look for a place to live, passing my resume' on to jobs she knows about . . .
We are blessed.
This is hard, but God brought us to it and He will bring us through it.
Monday, August 15, 2011
A Month's Worth of Thoughs in One Post
So, I know it's been over a month since I last posted. Or at least I knew it had been a long time even if I didn't realize it had been quite so long until I got on here just now. I've been busy.
This summer I was working summer camp again and would usually come home from being in the heat all day exhausted to the point of not wanting to do anything but be a vegetable if I could at all help it.
I also went to the national conference for the direct-sell business I own. Loved it! It was like a three-day party in Chicago with several of the other girls on my team. Now I want to go every year.
Towards the end of July, my husband got a job. We will be moving four hours away to a town in Northeast Texas which I hear is very lovely and we'll love. So, in the last two weeks, a lot has happened. My mom and sis came down for a week and we stripped wallpaper, painted, trimmed, weeded, mulched, packed, cleaned, etc. I think you get the point. My house looks completely different and the same all at once. We've staged it in it's almost-empty state so potential buyers can see what a cute little house it is. As of Saturday, we're on the market and hoping to sell soon and get our asking price so we can have a little cushion as we get started. It's been chaos and I'm completely exhausted.
While all that was going on, my husband went ahead to the town and spent last week in inservice and preparing his classroom. He has five classes to prep for so he's busy, too. He came back for the weekend and that was lovely, but then went back up there Sunday afternoon again.
My mom has the cats and my husband is in the new town so I'm here in a big empty house trying to stay busy enough that I don't let myself get paranoid. The problem with that is that my craft stuff is mostly packed and I'm getting caught up on several other things I had been meaning to do and my book isn't holding my attention like it was for a while.
Meanwhile, I'm also worrying about money -- because I'm so good at it -- because my hubby doesn't get paid until September 20th! Yikes! My camp job is over and I'll get one more check from that as well as a few checks from my home business, but it's going to be a major stretch to make it through. Thank God for mom's who send checks saying that when they're old and gray you can take care of them. I'm not asking for more help. Just trying to let you know what's going on.
And I'm working this week and probably next back at the after-school job I had here so I can train my replacement. Isn't it funny how you want to quit a job so badly and then when you're handed the opportunity, you don't want to after all? Not sure what I'll do in the new town. I'm trying to get some new contacts up there now so I can just jump in and get started right away but still have a few parties to do down here, too. I'm feeling very unsettled right now.
And I haven't even been up to see the town yet! My husband has visited a couple congregations up there to start feeling out things and see where we might like to worship. And he's stayed with two different families from the school there and I think had more offers, too. I've been invited to join him this weekend and am thinking about it as I want to get a feel for the lay of the land and help look at places to rent and see where I'll be living. I just have to make it back here in time for my annual on Monday morning. Ick. Don't even want to think about that.
At least mostly this summer I haven't been worrying about those kinds of problems as much! Anyway, that's my crazy life right now.
This summer I was working summer camp again and would usually come home from being in the heat all day exhausted to the point of not wanting to do anything but be a vegetable if I could at all help it.
I also went to the national conference for the direct-sell business I own. Loved it! It was like a three-day party in Chicago with several of the other girls on my team. Now I want to go every year.
Towards the end of July, my husband got a job. We will be moving four hours away to a town in Northeast Texas which I hear is very lovely and we'll love. So, in the last two weeks, a lot has happened. My mom and sis came down for a week and we stripped wallpaper, painted, trimmed, weeded, mulched, packed, cleaned, etc. I think you get the point. My house looks completely different and the same all at once. We've staged it in it's almost-empty state so potential buyers can see what a cute little house it is. As of Saturday, we're on the market and hoping to sell soon and get our asking price so we can have a little cushion as we get started. It's been chaos and I'm completely exhausted.
While all that was going on, my husband went ahead to the town and spent last week in inservice and preparing his classroom. He has five classes to prep for so he's busy, too. He came back for the weekend and that was lovely, but then went back up there Sunday afternoon again.
My mom has the cats and my husband is in the new town so I'm here in a big empty house trying to stay busy enough that I don't let myself get paranoid. The problem with that is that my craft stuff is mostly packed and I'm getting caught up on several other things I had been meaning to do and my book isn't holding my attention like it was for a while.
Meanwhile, I'm also worrying about money -- because I'm so good at it -- because my hubby doesn't get paid until September 20th! Yikes! My camp job is over and I'll get one more check from that as well as a few checks from my home business, but it's going to be a major stretch to make it through. Thank God for mom's who send checks saying that when they're old and gray you can take care of them. I'm not asking for more help. Just trying to let you know what's going on.
And I'm working this week and probably next back at the after-school job I had here so I can train my replacement. Isn't it funny how you want to quit a job so badly and then when you're handed the opportunity, you don't want to after all? Not sure what I'll do in the new town. I'm trying to get some new contacts up there now so I can just jump in and get started right away but still have a few parties to do down here, too. I'm feeling very unsettled right now.
And I haven't even been up to see the town yet! My husband has visited a couple congregations up there to start feeling out things and see where we might like to worship. And he's stayed with two different families from the school there and I think had more offers, too. I've been invited to join him this weekend and am thinking about it as I want to get a feel for the lay of the land and help look at places to rent and see where I'll be living. I just have to make it back here in time for my annual on Monday morning. Ick. Don't even want to think about that.
At least mostly this summer I haven't been worrying about those kinds of problems as much! Anyway, that's my crazy life right now.
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